Han Yi's diary:

Xiaoshuang, did you know that our first final exam is over.

In fact, I have long wanted to remember you in my diary, but I always want to try to forget. Try not to disturb your life.

But how could it be forgotten.

We are always trying to forget someone, an event and a certain time.

But how to forget what exists in the heart, how to forget what is not in the mind.

Even if you force yourself to the point of amnesia, your heart still remembers the feeling of being separated from you, and wants to insert a straw into a blood vessel, and slowly pour lead into it.

I can't tell if it's sad or sad.

It's a holiday, and after a holiday, my heart is empty.

There are a lot of friends in the school, including Chen Ze, who is an annoying ghost; There is also a sunshine girl whose level of gossip is second only to Sisi, her name is Xue Ling'er, and she is very cute. I can only pretend to tell you this in my diary, if it had been before, I wouldn't have dared to praise other girls in front of you; There is also a person named Lin Ziqi, she is very similar to you in high school. There are many people, Wang Yingjun, Gu Xue, and Senior Liu Xiaoyang who helped me review, they are all very good friends.

I'm very happy here, please rest assured. (I really don't know why I'm saying this, it's a diary and not a letter, maybe I really want to write to you, if only you were still with me.) ）

But I can only wait for you to come, which means that you have forgiven me.

Maybe it's just because of my cowardice......

The lights on the opposite floor went out one by one, and the mother knocked on the door: "Hurry up and go to bed, good son, it's twelve o'clock!" "She knows her routine very well.

"It's only half past eleven." Han Yi muttered in his heart, but still replied loudly.

After Chen Xiaolu's incident, her mother's attitude towards herself has changed significantly, she clearly knows the fragility of the soul of modern students, or she never forgets her rebellious sentence when she was young, "I will be forced to commit suicide by you one day", or her mother knows that Chen Xiaolu died because of herself.

But how does she know? Sure enough, the gang in the school is not an impermeable wall.

But it doesn't matter anymore, so what's important?

Or the change of the sun and moon in the sky, or the earth revolves around the sun, or the four seasons of the year, or the sophistication of human feelings.

The world is like an innocent child, how many people blame the world, Han Yi too, he doesn't blame him for his cruelty, he blames him for not changing anything because of Chen Xiaolu's departure, and he won't invite Yan Shuang for his waiting.

No matter how noisy and noisy the male and female protagonists in the TV series are, they are still together after all.

Isn't he the hero in Yan Shuang's story......

Closing his eyes, he heard the sound of the mobile phone vibrating, and he knew that it was Lin Ziqi, and it was the news that she had returned home to report her safety. But Han Yi didn't reply, he just wanted to sleep.

People say that if you try to think about something during the day, you will dream about it at night.

He prefers to believe that it is true.

Praying or even begging, that's true......

But why do I miss you so much today?

I do not know.

Lin Ziqi dragged the box. The sizzling sound woke up the lights in their homes.

Mom was already in her pajamas, but she was in good spirits, obviously trying to sleep but couldn't sleep.

The house is very messy, this is the norm after Dad left, not that Lin Ziqi and Mom were tired of life after leaving Dad and were sluggish, but they became more casual, Mom was happy to dress up, and actually began to put on lipstick, you must know that this is impossible when that person is there.

After my mother helped her big bag settle down, she came up and hugged her. I don't know if it's just missing it too much or if I'm fed up with the loneliness of being alone. She seemed to be about to burst into tears, and Lin Ziqi felt the trembling of her mother in her arms, so she hugged her tighter.

"Mom, I'm back."

"A person who goes to school suffers." She put down Ziqi and twisted her reddened eyes, "I cooked for you, go eat some." ”

When she took the first bite of the dish, Ziqi felt that something was wrong, and after taking a big bite, her face became ugly. Mom is like this, she rarely cooks in the years after Dad left, saying that she wants to enjoy life better after he leaves.

In Ziqi's memory, her mother never learned to save money, because of her father's lack of morality, or maybe it was the only self-blame left, and she gave her a lot of property when she was sentenced. Although it cannot be said to be prosperous and rich, it can also provide the mother and daughter with no worries about food and clothing in the second half of their lives. So her mother took her to order takeout every day from Ziqi's childhood, until Ziqi grew up, and lied to her mother that she liked to cook. In fact, I want to have a home.

At the dining table in the living room, the family eats hot dishes that have just been brought out of the pot.

It looks like someone else's home......

So Ziqi has always done it, and my mother doesn't know why she cooks it herself today, and I remember that my mother's rice is delicious...... But this time, Lin Ziqi didn't speak. But Ziqi's mother also noticed that something was wrong, and took a bite of it, with a sad emotion on her face.

"I'm sorry." She looked at Ziqi like that, as if to say, "I'm not a mother in charge. ”

Lin Ziqi picked up the plate very sensibly and smiled and said: "Mom, you will enjoy Qingfu in the future, this exam, your daughter is reliable and the first in the class, and she will graduate in the future and find a job away from home, so you don't have to worry about cooking." ”

But the more sensible she is, the more she blames herself, other people's parents are the backers of their children, but she has not only become a burden, she can't even cook well, and she can't even give a complete home......

After a while, the dishes that Ziqi had re-cooked were served, and Ziqi's mother took a small bite and put it in her mouth. It was so delicious that she cried, she really cried...... There are mixed emotions in the tears.

Blame, sad, relieved, distressed, happy.

The winter vacation passed day by day, Gu Xue was still like that, sitting in the most high-end sports car, going to the bar to order the most expensive wine but only lightly tapping it with her lips, she couldn't drink it, she was allergic to alcohol. But she'll definitely order it, then pour it out and ask for another glass of juice.

It's like a hangover cure after getting slightly drunk. It's not a low-end reason to be thirsty and can't drink.

……

And when the Golden Iron Triangle returned home, they patted their chests and boasted about their glorious deeds of not failing to take course. The reason why Wang Yingjun studied hard for a while before the exam was because he was afraid of his mother and longed for his mother's approval, so he must not fail the course, even if he had to deal with the books he hated.

Others really didn't expect that Wang Yingjun, the all-powerful demon king of the mixed world, was a mom boy.

Just like Han Yi, a school grass writer who no one knows that there are countless girls chasing after her, the high-flying Miss HF, the most gentle school flower of Normal University is actually a person with a dark heart, and Lin Ziqi, who is independent and beautiful, has almost only those glooms left in her impression of her father.

Like bats, they always come out in the dead of night, seeping their teeth into their hearts, eating every drop of blood and devouring every ray of light.

Cycle...... It has not died.